[Intro: Busta Rhymes]
Turn my mic up
Turn my mic up
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
(Ready on the right) Ayo, calm down, nigga
(Ready on the left) Ayo, calm down, nigga
(Ready on the right) Ayo, calm down, nigga
(Ready on the left) Fuck it, blackout, niggas!
[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
(Oh, my Lord!) Lower the casket down (Down!)
Sprinkle the ash, or get your ass kicked, pow! (Pow!)
Frown while I shit on your crown, skip town (Town!)
Ground zero, Shapiro, the king cash cow (Cow—Cow)
Do I make 'em say "Wow!"? Strip! (Ow!)
Bow! I sit with the pound, Click, (Blaow!) Blaow!
Click, click, (Blaow!) Click, (Blaow!)
Stop traffic, dropping them classics, flip now
Bitches, I'm making them skip with thou
Art, you don't really want start, when I growl (Growl)
(Rawr, rawr, rawr!)
Let me come and mop up the knockoffs
When I pop off and never stop, 'cause
When we do come through, you better lock doors (Pause!)
The wolves wanna eat, peep how they lock jaws
No need to cook up the coke, you see? We cop raw
And if you ain't had enough—
What in the fat fishes of a phenomenal fahrvergnügen fuck is going on?
Back with the B.A Baracus, callous bang, on another song
I'ma have these niggas nervous
And clipping they nails and dribbling
And witness them, nibble them, like sunflower seed shells
See these scales, got my weight up heavy, like three whales
And I shit on these males, till it's stinkin'
Fouler than a weed smell, nigga, your tree fell
See how they Twitter, Facebook and Instagramming an email?
Talking I'm sick, I got them shook and I bang 'em at retail
Until they cripple, see I cook, like I'm slanging a weed sale
Until I triple bred, and whoop 'em and drag 'em like females (*Gasp!*)
Oh, see well, these niggas already know
The way that I fuck shit up, minus the details, the case is shut
Your bitch remind me of replacement butt
Kind of an ancient slut, it's going down
Like she was a basement fuck
Swell up this shit, like I'm sticking steaks in they gut
So gracefully and graciously, I painfully wake niggas up
Ragdolling these niggas, and attacking
Like apes in the cut, I'm waiting for the taking
While I break niggas neck, like a bracelet (Fuck!)
It's kinda like me having a case in the truck
And drinking 'til I'm blasted
Harassing and erase a nigga (What!?)
Keeping 'em open and blacking until I'm leaving 'em stuck
And got 'em happier, than a child in a park chasing a duck
While I'm chasing a buck
These funny niggas be chasing they luck
I be lacing them up, like boots
When I'm pushing they face in the mud— (Ahh!)
Missiles I fling, while I spit live wire
'Til this shit circling back around
With more fire for me to melt a brick surfacing back a sound
While I light up shit that'll cause a quick worship
And gather around, it's certain this shit'll splatter cliques
Painful and make 'em scatter (Blink!)
Shameful, the way I shatter (Split!)
Shit apart, it doesn't matter (Rip!)
Your head up off your shoulders (With)
Bullets bigger than a boulder
And they break 'em and they know it's (Classic!)
And the way it's going, you could easily get your (ass-kicked)
See, me and Shady together; we're crazy
Like baking a vomit and rabies cake, like a pastry, bitch
(We that sick!) Like I come from Haiti
I'm suggesting you pay me, don't make me wanna spaz
(Al-la-la!) Like I'm a crazy Israeli (Bastards!)
While I bite the beat up, and I'm starting to heat up (Yack!)
I'm chopping your foot off
Now it's mine, and I'm putting my feet up (Black!)
Back to the hood and off to the wild
And I'm hoping you protect your child
And I been blacking out so long
Niggas is asking if the hook had died, nah
But the beat is fried!
Turn my mic up
Turn my mic up
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
(Ready on the right) Ayo, calm down, nigga
(Ready on the left) Ayo, calm down, nigga
(Ready on the right) Ayo, calm down, nigga
(Ready on the left) Fuck it, blackout, niggas!
[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
(Oh, my Lord!) Lower the casket down (Down!)
Sprinkle the ash, or get your ass kicked, pow! (Pow!)
Frown while I shit on your crown, skip town (Town!)
Ground zero, Shapiro, the king cash cow (Cow—Cow)
Do I make 'em say "Wow!"? Strip! (Ow!)
Bow! I sit with the pound, Click, (Blaow!) Blaow!
Click, click, (Blaow!) Click, (Blaow!)
Stop traffic, dropping them classics, flip now
Bitches, I'm making them skip with thou
Art, you don't really want start, when I growl (Growl)
(Rawr, rawr, rawr!)
Let me come and mop up the knockoffs
When I pop off and never stop, 'cause
When we do come through, you better lock doors (Pause!)
The wolves wanna eat, peep how they lock jaws
No need to cook up the coke, you see? We cop raw
And if you ain't had enough—
What in the fat fishes of a phenomenal fahrvergnügen fuck is going on?
Back with the B.A Baracus, callous bang, on another song
I'ma have these niggas nervous
And clipping they nails and dribbling
And witness them, nibble them, like sunflower seed shells
See these scales, got my weight up heavy, like three whales
And I shit on these males, till it's stinkin'
Fouler than a weed smell, nigga, your tree fell
See how they Twitter, Facebook and Instagramming an email?
Talking I'm sick, I got them shook and I bang 'em at retail
Until they cripple, see I cook, like I'm slanging a weed sale
Until I triple bred, and whoop 'em and drag 'em like females (*Gasp!*)
Oh, see well, these niggas already know
The way that I fuck shit up, minus the details, the case is shut
Your bitch remind me of replacement butt
Kind of an ancient slut, it's going down
Like she was a basement fuck
Swell up this shit, like I'm sticking steaks in they gut
So gracefully and graciously, I painfully wake niggas up
Ragdolling these niggas, and attacking
Like apes in the cut, I'm waiting for the taking
While I break niggas neck, like a bracelet (Fuck!)
It's kinda like me having a case in the truck
And drinking 'til I'm blasted
Harassing and erase a nigga (What!?)
Keeping 'em open and blacking until I'm leaving 'em stuck
And got 'em happier, than a child in a park chasing a duck
While I'm chasing a buck
These funny niggas be chasing they luck
I be lacing them up, like boots
When I'm pushing they face in the mud— (Ahh!)
Missiles I fling, while I spit live wire
'Til this shit circling back around
With more fire for me to melt a brick surfacing back a sound
While I light up shit that'll cause a quick worship
And gather around, it's certain this shit'll splatter cliques
Painful and make 'em scatter (Blink!)
Shameful, the way I shatter (Split!)
Shit apart, it doesn't matter (Rip!)
Your head up off your shoulders (With)
Bullets bigger than a boulder
And they break 'em and they know it's (Classic!)
And the way it's going, you could easily get your (ass-kicked)
See, me and Shady together; we're crazy
Like baking a vomit and rabies cake, like a pastry, bitch
(We that sick!) Like I come from Haiti
I'm suggesting you pay me, don't make me wanna spaz
(Al-la-la!) Like I'm a crazy Israeli (Bastards!)
While I bite the beat up, and I'm starting to heat up (Yack!)
I'm chopping your foot off
Now it's mine, and I'm putting my feet up (Black!)
Back to the hood and off to the wild
And I'm hoping you protect your child
And I been blacking out so long
Niggas is asking if the hook had died, nah
But the beat is fried!
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